A couple weeks ago, the picture on my homemade calendar caught my eye.
It’s a striking picture, taken by a dear friend of mine. I wasn’t sure at first why I liked it, but as I looked at it through the month, I realized something.
The leaf isn’t perfect. Far from it, in fact. It’s shriveled and curled and a few pieces have broken off. There’s really nothing remarkable about it—a leaf, no longer needed, carelessly cast aside.
And sometimes I feel like that.
Maybe you have, too. At times it seems that you’re just…dry. Everything worthwhile has been used up, and You Got Nothin’. Do you know that feeling?
Like the leaf, just lying there empty.
But the leaf is lying on a perfect, unbroken, spotless bed of snow.
And that’s what happens with me, too.
When I feel used up, spent, completely dry…when I am Just Done…I can fall back on my Savior, who is perfect, unspoiled, full of fresh beauty. And I can rest.
And you know another thing about that leaf? There were lots of other leaves out there, right? This certainly wasn’t the only leaf on the tree. But this one—this is different. It’s lying on top of the snow. This leaf clung tenaciously to its twig until the bitter cold set in. It didn’t give up. It didn’t fall at the first tug of a breeze. It hung in there.
And I can, too.